The bright moon rises from the sky.

The soft moonlight sprinkled on Guo Feng's old face.

Song Duanyu looked at the strange old man in front of him, and felt a little distressed in his heart.

This old man was the closest to him among the people he had seen at the foot of Xiaozhong Mountain.

It's an instinctive closeness.

After Guo Feng sent away those people from the rivers and lakes, he has been standing here.

Previously, those people in the rivers and lakes saw that Guo Feng represented the Lingzhou Fish Dragon Sect to endorse Hu Zihao and his party, and they were helpless, so they just asked Guo Feng for a promise.

Because Guo Feng is the elder of the Lingzhou Ichthyosaurus Sect after all, if he doesn't give Guo Feng face, he won't give face to the Ichthyosaurus Sect.

Although the Ichthyosaurus Sect has declined, it is also a first-class sect in the northwest rivers and lakes. These ordinary people in the rivers and lakes naturally calculated very clearly in their hearts, and they would not rashly offend the giants of such Jianghu sects.

Guo Feng gave them a promise.

In three months, it will be the eightieth birthday of the Supreme Elder of the Fish Dragon Sect, and Guo Feng will promise to announce the truth of this matter to the entire Northwest Jianghu.

Song Duanyu turned around slightly and looked behind him.

Nalan Su snuggled in Zhang Zitang's arms.

He was a little happy, and Sister Nalan also got her wish.

He looked at Hu Zihao again.

The man with the knife on his back, who had always had a light and breezy look on his face, sat on the edge of a strange rock.

He is pranayama. Even if he is a half-mountain realm master like Hu Zihao, he also has secret wounds on his body in several confrontations.

All the secret injuries on the body of the warrior must be recuperated in time, otherwise when the root of the disease is planted, it will be too late to regret it.

Song Duanyu will still think of Hu Zihao's "brother" in his mind. For the first time, he felt that the young man in front of him was also a little cute.

"Little Brother Song", one of them stopped him.

Song Duanyu turned around and looked back, and the person who came was Jiang Ying's second uncle Jiang Chuan. Song Duanyu clasped his fists and saluted, chuckling, "Uncle Jiang." ”

Jiang Chuan said, "Little Brother Song, the three of us are here to resign. I came to the northwest for this reason, but now that this matter is over, I must rush back to the Zhongdu Jiang family immediately. If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely invite Brother Song to come to my Jiang family as a guest. ”

Song Duanyu heard this and did not speak for a while.

He looked behind Jiang Chuan. He saw that Jiang Yue and Jiang Ying were not far away.

There were also three horses by their side. This is the legacy of those people from the Western Regions. The horses in the Western Regions are quite strong and very handsome, and if you ride this horse back to Zhongzhou, you can save a lot of days.

What caught Song Duanyu's eyes was naturally not a horse, but the woman.

The gentle moonlight fell on the woman's pale and beautiful face like the moon, and the woman was dressed in white, although she was stained with the dust of the Northwest Desert, she was still so dusty in Song Duanyu's eyes.

The woman also looked at the boy in the distance.

From the first time they met Qingyelou, the appearance of the teenager was engraved on her weak heart. She had never seen a man as clean as the boy in front of her.

Later, fighting side by side in the Xuanwu Underground Palace, without realizing it, the roots of love have been deeply planted in the heart.

A flush crept up on the girl's face at some point. Such a shy little daughter's posture looks a little cute in the moonlight.

Jiang Yue on the side also saw this scene. He also had a little joy in his heart, "Ying'er, this child has suffered so much, and finally someone can make her happy." ”

But he thought about it again, "As for the family side, it's okay, whoever dares to stop it, I, Jiang Yue, will be the first to fight with them." ”

Song Duanyu naturally saw the woman's shy appearance.

He wished he could keep this scene in his mind forever.

Seeing Song Duanyu so distracted, Wang Chuan was a little embarrassed. He coughed a few times to remind Song Duanyu.

Song Duanyu hurriedly came back to his senses and smiled embarrassedly, "Is it so urgent for the seniors to leave? It's better to go to Qingye Building to live for a few days and then go back to Zhongzhou." ”

Jiang Chuan smiled and hurriedly said, "I also want to get drunk with my little brother, it's just a matter in the clan, and I can't delay it." Little brother, don't worry, we will see each other in the future. ”

Song Duanyu saw that Jiang Chuan was so resolute, so he also said, "Then I look forward to having a drink with Uncle Jiang in the future." ”

Song Duanyu said goodbye to Jiang Chuan, Jiang Ying, and Jiang Yue one by one.

In the reluctant gaze of the young man, the figure of the woman riding a red horse became more and more blurred in the wind and sand.

That year, the red horse was white-clothed and the west wind was blowing.

At this moment, another mellow and not crisp voice sounded in Song Duanyu's ears.

"Brother Song", Song Zhixuan walked in front of Song Duanyu.

Song Duanyu looked at the polite Liaodong scholar in front of him, and also bowed, and said, "You are older than me, let me call you brother." ”

Song Zhixuan is a scholar, and he doesn't have much charisma. When he saw Song Duanyu coming like this, he was also free and easy, and hurriedly agreed, "Then I will take advantage of one and call you Brother Yu." ”

Song Duanyu nodded, "Isn't Brother Zhixuan going back to Liaodong too?"

Song Zhixuan waved his hand and said, "Not really." I went south from Bailu Academy in Liaodong, and I have been going for half a year. The students in my college have to go on study tours for at least one year. Therefore, Song still wants to travel through the rivers and lakes and grow his own knowledge. ”

Song Duanyu said, "That's fine. The younger brother can ask the eldest brother Zhixuan to sit in my family's Qingye Building and have a drink. My mother's cooking is excellent. ”

Hearing this, Song Zhixuan suddenly fell silent, and a trace of sadness flashed between his eyebrows.

Song Duanyu thought that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly said, "If the junior brother says something inappropriate, I hope that Brother Zhixuan will not dislike it." ”

Song Zhixuan said, "It's okay, it's okay. ”

Song Zhixuan is an orphan who was abandoned by his parents on the side of the road since he was a child. It was a snowy night, and an old scholar from Bailu Academy happened to pass by and saved Song Zhixuan. If it weren't for the old scholar passing by, Song Zhixuan might have died in the cold and bone-chilling snow.

So when Song Duanyu talked about his mother, Song Zhixuan's heart set off a little wave, but he quickly calmed down.

Song Duanyu said, "That's fine." That's it. ”

At this moment, Nalan Su walked over with Zhang Zitang in his arms.

Song Duanyu hurriedly said, "Uncle Zhang." ”

A hint of distress flashed in the young man's eyes.

He wanted to ask the woman why she was so ruthless.

Zhang Zitang stretched out his somewhat old hand, touched Song Duanyu's head, and then smiled.

Zhang Zitang is not very old, he is a few years older than Hu Zihao, but his face seems to have been weathered.

His smile made Song Duanyu feel even more distressed.

"Your sister Nalan is going to Xishu with Uncle Zhang", Zhang Zitang said, "Yu'er, you have been involved in this river and lake, you have to be a man who stands up to the sky and the earth and protects your mother." ”

"Is Uncle Zhang leaving?" Song Duanyu asked, his words full of reluctance, "I will definitely be a man who stands up to the sky and protects my mother." ”

Nalan Su hurriedly laughed, "Look at this kid is going to cry, and he said that he wants to be a man who stands up to the sky." It's not like your Uncle Zhang won't come back, what are you crying about. ”

Song Duanyu withdrew the tears that were already full of eyes, and hurriedly said, "Who cried, I didn't cry." ”

In the reluctant gaze of the young man, Nalan Su and Zhang Zitang rode a horse to the southwest.

Zhang Zitang Nalan Su left, and Jiang Ying and his two uncles and uncles also left.

At present, only Song Duanyu, Hu Zihao, the two brothers of "Wind and Frost Two Knives", and Guo Feng are left in the field.

Let's say that on the slope of a small hill not far from Xiaozhong Mountain, three teams of men and horses gathered here.

These three teams of people are Huang Chenbai and Huang Nianfan, the leaders of Chaoyunguan, as well as Jin Bo and Jin Ling'er of the Wolf Gold Society, and Yang Song of the Gun Sect.

Huang Nianfan has not been in a very good mood since he saw Huang Chenbai.

He felt that what this sect elder did was a bit against the morality of the rivers and lakes. Previously, when he was on the eighteenth layer of the Xuanwu Vault, it was Hu Zihao and Song Duanyu who protected him, so that he could avoid the poisonous hands of those Huizhou disciples or the blood black vines in the Xuanwu Vault.

But when he came to the foot of Xiaozhong Mountain, when Hu Zihao and Song Duanyu encountered difficulties and fell into a crisis, Huang Chenbai asked him to stand by and watch.

He felt guilty.

And Yang Song was riding on a tall horse, and there was a person lying on the back of the horse in front of him, it was the unconscious Yang Bo.

Jin Ling'er was riding a horse, but Jin Bo was sitting in the sedan chair she was sitting in earlier. After all, Jin Bo was seriously injured, and Jin Linger felt sorry for her uncle, so she let Jin Bo sit in her sedan chair.

Yang Song took the lead and said, "What do you think of today's events?"

Jin Ling'er said, "I think it must be that Hu Zihao who is doing it, and when I return to the Wolf Gold Club, I will definitely tell the president about it." ”

Yang Song said, "That's what I mean, we must let these people who don't take us and other Northwest Elite Sects in their eyes suffer a little, otherwise any cat or dog can be bullied to Tai Sui's head." ”

Jin Ling'er looked at Yang Song's words, and secretly scolded a fool in his heart, "This Yang Song is also stupid enough, I just said a few words, and he echoed it, if the Northwest Gun Sect is a person like him, then I think this kind of sect will not say that it will fall out of the list of first-class sects in the northwest, or the sect will be destroyed." It's not unusual. ”

Huang Chenbai and Jin Ling'er also had the same idea, Yang Song's performance was really disappointing to him. Although Yang Song is not the person who is his Chaoyunguan, he is after all the best among the new generation of disciples of the Northwest Spear Sect. Although he is excellent among his kind, his mind is too simple.

At this time, Yang Song and Jin Ling'er set their eyes on Huang Chenbai.

Huang Chenbai said, "The so-called Tao gives birth to one, life to two, two to three, and three to all things. According to the old man, this incident is just a "three", and there are deeper things in it, waiting for us to dig out. ”

Although Huang Chenbai said something mysterious, the two of them also understood most of it.

Huang Chenbai waved the dust in his hand and said, "This matter, I'll leave it at that." ”

After saying this, Huang Chenbai greeted the sullen Huang Nianfan.

On the way back to Chaoyunguan, Huang Nianfan finally asked this elder of the sect who he respected very much.

"Uncle Huang, why don't you let me help Brother Song and them", Huang Nianfan said, "It's really not a decent person to watch them fall into a dangerous situation like this." ”

Huang Chenbai was not annoyed, and said, "Fan'er, do you know the cultivation of that man with a knife?"

Hearing Huang Chenbai's words, Huang Nianfan was stunned.

In the Xuanwu Underground Palace, Hu Zihao made very few shots, which was really difficult to judge.

Huang Nianfan said in an uncertain tone, "I think that there should be a realm of the Seven Grades of Great Martial Arts, and I will cultivate the same as Uncle Huang." ”

Huang Chenbai shook his head and said four words. After hearing these four words, Huang Nianfan was stunned and stayed in place for a long time.

"Half-step to the top of the mountain. ”

Huang Chenbai slowly spit out four words.

"In the half-step mountaintop realm, Uncle Huang is saying that the swordsman named Hu Zihao has the cultivation of the four grades of great martial arts?", Huang Nianfan said.

Huang Chenbai nodded, "He hid too deeply, if it wasn't for the Lord Guan who gave me a Transformation Talisman before coming here, I wouldn't have been able to see his true cultivation." ”

This "Transformation Talisman" is a type of Taoist talisman that can help monks see through the true martial arts practices of others. The Avatar Rune is already divided into grades, and the higher the grade, the higher the realm that can be spied on.

The master of this Chaoyun View is the realm of the five grades of Dawu, and the talisman that is refined can slightly exceed the realm of its own cultivation, and it is natural that you can spy on the realm of Hu Zihao of the four grades of Dawu.

Huang Nianfan retorted, "Isn't he even higher than the cultivation of the Lord?"

Before Huang Chenbai could speak, Huang Nianfan muttered to himself again, "How is this possible, the Guan Master is already seventy years old, but the swordsman is only in his early thirties at most." ”

Huang Chenbai also sighed slightly, "The heirs of the Ghost Sword Sect should not be underestimated." The rivers and lakes in the northwest are about to usher in a major earthquake. ”

Huang Chenbai looked at the bitter look on Huang Nianfan's face, and hurriedly said, "You have to stick to your Dao heart, and don't be affected by external objects." You are the most qualified disciple of my Chaoyunguan generation, and you will not necessarily lose to that swordsman in the future. In the words of Confucianism, it is just that 'talented people have come out of the country, and each has led the way for hundreds of years'. ”

Huang Nianfan nodded.

He pulled out the peachwood sword on his waist, and with a wave of his big hand, he slashed out a sword qi, and the sword qi shot up the wind and sand in the sky, which was quite imposing.

Huang Chenbai stroked his beard and praised, "Not bad, it seems that this trip to the Xuanwu Secret Collection, your harvest is also good." ”

What Huang Nianfan performed just now was the "Huayuan Sword Technique", compared to when he was in Chaoyunguan, today's "Huayuan Sword Technique" is much more proficient.

On the other side, Jin Bo and Jin Ling'er were walking on a secluded mountain road.

Jin Bo's voice came from the sedan chair.

"Ling'er, have you arranged all the manpower", Jin Bo's voice was very weak, and he was not as domineering as before in the Xuanwu Vault.

Jin Bo, who was sitting in the sedan chair, was extremely resentful in his heart, and this time he went to the Xuanwu Underground Palace, except for his people, he lost more than half. These are all his Jinbo's henchmen!

The Wolf Gold Club is a place where people eat people and don't spit out bones, both externally and internally. If a Wolf Gold Elder loses power once, he may become a slave of his former enemy the next day.

This time, Jin Bo's vitality can be described as a big injury, and he doesn't know how much time it will take to retrain people.

In this experience, Jin Bo hated Hu Zihao the most.

So he had a poisonous plan in his heart, as long as this plan succeeded, he could bring Hu Zihao to a place where he could never recover.

Jin Ling'er looked solemn and put away her previous cute look, "It's all ready." When the moon is past midday, they will do it. ”

"Good," Kim Bo said.

The meaning of care revealed in Jin Ling'er's words.

"Uncle Jin, your injuries are serious, if so, I can ask Master and his old man to heal your injuries. ”

Hearing this, Jin Bo's heart was warm.

But when Jin Bo thought of Jin Ling'er's master, even though he was now injured and sitting in the sedan chair, a chill rose in his heart.

Jin Ling'er's master is an old witch in the middle of the mountain, and he Jin Bo doesn't dare to drive her to heal himself.

"It's okay, it's okay. ”

After Yang Song watched Huang Chenbai, Huang Nianfan, and the people of Chaoyunguan, as well as Jin Bo, Jin Ling'er, and the people of the Wolf and Jin Hui leaving, he took Yang Bo to ride alone on the official road.

This official road is very desolate, and few people pass through it during the day. At this time, it was already the middle of the moon, and only Yang Song and the two of them were alone.

The reason why Yang Song chose this official road is because this official road leads directly to the Northwest Gun Sect, and it is the closest of all the routes.

Now Yang Bo is seriously injured and unconscious. Although Yang Song had already used internal force to suppress the injuries in Yang Bo's body before, such injuries still could not be delayed, and the sooner he arrived in the Northwest Spear Sect, the more hopeful he became.

Yang Bo's spear talent is one of the best among the contemporary disciples of the Northwest Spear Sect, if he is compromised, although it has little to do with Yang Song, he will definitely be implicated.

Just when Yang Bo was running on the three-mile road, when the front hooves of the fast horse stepped on a small dirt slope, seven or eight black-clothed people appeared in the loess on both sides of the official road in an instant.

The moon is dark and kills the night, and the wind is high and the sky is on fire.

Yang Song is also a good hand with a gun, and he reacts very quickly, and as soon as the full moon spear in his hand is raised into the air, he knocks over several people in black.

What Yang Song didn't expect was that there were as many as thirty or forty black-clothed people ambushed here, and most of the realm cultivation was between the fifth grade of Xiaowu and the third rank of Xiaowu.

Although his Yang Song's cultivation is a small martial arts, his marksmanship is better than that of the other party, but he can't stand the opponent's strength.

Yang Song was helpless, so he had to shout, "Who are you who dare to stop the disciples of the Northwest Spear Sect!"

But as soon as he said this, he knew that he was wrong.

This official road is so desolate that no one will walk on it. This group of people came for him Yang Song.

"No," Yang Song thought to himself, "they are aiming for ...... It's for Yang Bo!"

"What a vicious intention", Yang Song roared in his heart, "Hu Zihao, my Northwest Spear Sect is bound to be inseparable from you." ”

Yang Song flew out with his spear right away, and with a sweep of his spear, he swept down seven or eight men in black.

But when the manpower was exhausted, within twenty rounds, under the wheel battle of these black-clothed men, Yang Song was already tired and out of breath.

The so-called good tiger can't stand the wolf, which is exactly this gift.

Under the moon, Yang Song, a disciple of the Northwest Spear Sect, watched as the unconscious Yang Bo was stabbed through the body by one person and one knife.